Reborn as Tycoon's Wife in the Countryside
Chapter 425 - 371 The Indiscriminate Master_2

Chapter 425: 371 The Indiscriminate Master_2

"Mr. Yuan, your thinking is acceptable. You were in business before too, right? You certainly have a keen vision, must have gone through major ups and downs," Xiaofeng glanced at the contract again making sure there were no major issues, and added two more clauses on the side.

"Back in the early years, I indeed made some money from business. But then I made timely exit without further ado and came back. I want to collect some rent for the rest of my life and live peacefully," Mr. Yuan tampered a dry pipe, "Which family from the Imperial Capital are you from, miss?"

"Mr. Yuan, I’m not from any prominent family, just a humble household," Xiaofeng had shown Mr. Yuan, who found it feasible, and she signed her full name: "Please have a look."

Just as Mr. Yuan was about to look, his cell phone rang at his waist, the sound piercing.

"What’s the matter?" Mr. Yuan’s voice was loud.

The person on the other end must have been asking Mr. Yuan not to rent, implying someone else was interested. Hearing that Mr. Yuan had already rented out, the caller became anxious, insisting that Mr. Yuan not leave as he would come over soon.

Mr. Yuan hung up the phone, sounding displeased, "Isn’t this nonsense? They never talk about reservations, but as soon as I’ve signed this contract, they want to keep it."

"Your son?" Xiaofeng overheard the casual tone of their phone conversation and guessed it must be a relative of Mr. Yuan.

"Just my foolish son, thirty and still without a girlfriend," Mr. Yuan snorted coldly. At thirty, not thinking about girlfriends, always harbouring nonsensical thoughts, it’s embarrassing for him.

"Forget about him, I’ve already signed the contract, no need to bother. You can go now, this kid is too confused," Mr. Yuan waved his hand dismissively.

Xiaofeng was about to leave when she saw a buzz-cut man arriving swiftly on a motorcycle, stopping abruptly at the door. He pulled out the keys and briskly got off the bike.

As he walked, he shouted, "Dad, you can’t rent this house, a friend of mine is interested, I’ve promised to keep it for him. You can’t let me break my word."

Mr. Yuan looked at his son, who knew nothing but loitering in bars and making useless friends, and snorted coldly, "Your friend? He decides it’s reserved, did he give you a deposit?"

"Dad, he’s my friend, what deposit is needed?" he answered looking at Xiaofeng nonchalantly, "It’s you who want to rent my family’s shop, right? Sorry, we’re not renting anymore, we need it ourselves, give the lease back to us."

Xiaofeng twitched the corner of her mouth. Mr. Yuan was right, his son was indeed very confused.

"Nonsense," Mr. Yuan was furious, "I had just signed the contract, and then you come around hitting my face, asking her to give it back to me, that looks good on me, doesn’t it? I’ve always been astute, how did I end up with such a foolish son, it’s absolutely maddening."

"Dad, I don’t care. I’ve already promised them, if I don’t keep the place for them, how can I mix with them in the future. Young lady, I see you’re also young, renting such a big place, you might not manage it well, how about this, you give the lease back to me, I’ll compensate you one month’s rent. How about that?" he, Yuan Junkai, is Mr. Yuan’s late-born son.

He was the son Mr. Yuan had in his late forties, and Mr. Yuan’s spouse inevitably doted on him a bit, thus resulting in his fearless, reckless nature.

Xiaofeng considering his words, took another glance at him.

Giving her back one month’s rent amounts to eight thousand.

He starts off with eight thousand right away, this guy must really not be short on money.

She, poised, waved the contract in her hand: "Sir, this rental agreement is in duplicate, it has my signature and Mr. Yuan’s signature on it. Meaning, from the moment this contract took effect, we have already established a landlord-tenant relationship."

"Eight thousand isn’t enough, is it? Add another month. Just tell me, do you return it or not? Don’t scare me, this contract, just having been signed, holds no legal effect. You could take this contract to sue me, it would be useless. Give me back the contract, I’ll compensate you two months’ rent. Of course, don’t push your luck, refuse it and the contract in your hands I can nullify it just the same, I can rent this place to someone else," Yuan Junkai stood stubbornly.

"I see," Xiaofeng listened to his irrational rants, contemplating the clauses in the contract: "If the landlord breaches the contract without cause, they must pay the tenant more than ten times the penalty. So Mr. Yuan, you’re only compensating me two months, isn’t that a bit too little?"

"Damn it, you’re robbing me," Yuan Junkai tried to snatch it, Xiaofeng shifted slightly, and he missed.